To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
And it looks like I sent you 4 failed attempts at the word "hey." Sorry about that.
Apparently I blacked out and pissed all over the sliding glass door from the inside, as everyone watched from the outside helplessly....
It was like stroking your vagina with a cloud.
Bro I am trying to have one night stands nothing more, unless she is baking waffles I can eat out of her butthole I am not interested
according to last night, I underestimated the size of my mouth and the possibilities of what can fit into it.
It started as ''I want a romantic life right now'' text. It ended with pool table sex.
Apparently "dick me" was not the response he was looking for.
He fell backwards into a full bathtub but didn't spill a single drop of the beer in his hand. What a pro.
I just meant the frequency of your blow jobs on a flow chart wouldn't look too promising
Tony's mom to him at breakfast: "I found the shirt you wore last night in the bushes this morning."
Did you just email Kelly and I gay dinosaur erotica?
I still can't believe that dog licked my nipple.
Did you really have to freak out and get up half way through to put the cat in the closet?
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Throwing up while listening to NPR because I’m trying to adult through this hangover
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